domingo, 11 de noviembre de 2007

He wasn't

There´s not much going on today.
I´m really bored, it´s getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday´s coming, the day I hate.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.

He wasn´t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn´t even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn´t really what I´m looking for.

This is when I start to bite my nails.
And clean my room when all else fails.
I think it´s time for me to bail.
This point of view is getting stale.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.

He wasn´t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn´t even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn´t really what I´m looking for.

Na na na na na, we´ve all got choices.
Na na na na, we´ve all got voices.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.

Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.

He wasn´t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn´t even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn´t really what I´m looking for.
He wasn´t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn´t even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
Like I was special, cuz I was special.Na na na na na.

2 comentarios:

Lucecita dijo...

Apestosa, mugrosa!!
Te kelo!!!
Toy muriendo de sueño y ya no hallo la hora de que sean como las 9 de la noche para meterme a la cama.
Me alegro que hayas hecho un blog ya que así te integras al vicioso círculo del escribir.
Besitos por kilo.
Io, la Chilenita xD

melomaniaco dijo...

Hola sandeee, te envio muchos besos desde la tierra inca, osea Perú, portate bien loka y si te portas mal , me invitas jaja, un saludote guapa, besos , gracias x ser como eres

Chau
Io Jose Miguel